Too many choices, so much to lose.
So many choices, which will I choose?
Will I buy this?
Will I do that?
Should I take the risk?
To be where it’s at?
The crossroads of life, come up so fast,
I struggle and scramble for something to last.
Will I take this,
Or will I take that?
Choose to submit,
Or go on attack?
As I search for answers, I'm drawn to the core.
Of great beliefs, long gone before.
Choose from the right,
Choose from the left.
The path to travel,
Is so finely cleft.
It can’t hurt to wisely look back.
Next choice I make, when knowledge I lack.
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Copyright 2004 © Ronald W. Hull
12/19/04